Chapter 857: Doting on the Daughter (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mei Ji held the bowl and asked curiously, “Is someone injured in the Holy
Maiden Temple?”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wu Hu. “Who’s injured?”
Wuhhu did not say anything.
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Three.”
She’s offering less and less!
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Don’t force me to say one.”
The feathers of Wuhu exploded!
Mei Ji stretched out her hand and touched the little parrot. “Alright, alright. Wuhu is so capable. Give it a few more pieces of bird food. How about I let you lie in my arms?”
Wuhu was instantly dizzy when he could lie in a fragrant and soft place.
Su Xiaoxiao said, “For Mei Ji’s sake, four.” Wuhu replied, “Deal!”
Wu Hu said two keywords: secret room, man.
Then, it spread out Su Xiaoxiao’s white handkerchief and used its small wings to curl it into the shape of a bed. It lay up straight and looked extremely peaceful!
Mei Ji said in a daze, ‘Why is there a man in the Holy Maiden Temple?”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wuh mu, who was pretending to be dead. “He’s unconscious. The medicine is for that man.”
Thinking of all the clues and the purpose of their trip, Mei Ji had a flash of inspiration and suddenly had a bold guess.
“Xiaoxiao, could that man be…”
Su Xiaoxiao thought of the same thing. “There’s no evidence yet. Everything is just our guess, but no matter what, we have to go to the Holy Maiden Temple.”
Emissary Lin told Uncle Han that that person was about to wake up, as if reminding Uncle Han to carry out some plan.
Su Xiaoxiao muttered, “Looks like I have to hurry.”
The next day, at dawn.
Cheng Sang was still asleep.
Su Xiaoxiao got up first.
She went to the small kitchen.
Cheng Sang did not eat regularly. Sometimes, she did not eat for the entire day, and sometimes, she woke up in the middle of the night to eat. In order to not let her go hungry, Xie Yunhe arranged this small kitchen.
Seeing her come over, the chef looked at her warily.
In the eyes of maidservants like them, Su Xiaoxiao was neither the real master nor someone they could easily offend.
“Is there anything to eat?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.
“Yes, yes,” the chef replied. ‘What do you want to eat, Miss? I’ll cook.”
Su Xiaoxiao rolled up her curiously. “No need. I’ll do it.” The cook looked at her strangely. Su Xiaoxiao pointed at the stove. “I already did it last night.”
The cook was even more surprised.
When she came over this morning, she realized that the kitchen was cleaner than usual. She was wondering which maidservant had cleaned it up. It was much better than her work.
Xie Yunhe came to Cheng Sang’s courtyard early in the morning.
He was still worried about the two girls and even more worried about them being with Cheng Sang.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard a long-lost laughter. It was both familiar and unfamiliar.
It was familiar because it was Cheng Sang’s voice, but unfamiliar because he had not heard this heartfelt laughter for many years.
“Master.”
When the maidservants in the courtyard saw him, they hurriedly went forward and bowed.
“Madam, what are you doing?” Xie Yunhe asked.
“Madam… is having breakfast,” the maidservant said.
Cheng Sang refused to eat properly. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be a separate kitchen.
Every day, she would cause a ruckus and cause the entire courtyard to fall over before barely eating a few mouthfuls.
Xie Yunhe came to her room. She sat at the table obediently and enjoyed Su Xiaoxiao’s feeding.
She ate whatever Su Xiaoxiao picked up for her. She was not picky at all.
The maidservants in the room were dumbfounded at what they saw.
Cheng Sang had laughed so loudly just now because of Mei Ji.
Mei Ji knew how to joke.
Mei Ji also sat at the table and ate.
Xie Yunhe frowned.
It was inappropriate for a maidservant to eat at the table. “Say it again! Say it again!” Cheng Sang urged Mei Ji.
“Master.”
When the maidservants in the room discovered Xie Yunhe, they turned around and bowed to him.
Mei Ji continued to eat.
Su Xiaoxiao gave her a look.
Aiya, she almost forgot.
Mei Ji stood up and bowed perfunctorily.
Xie Yunhe sat down beside Cheng Sang and looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table. He asked gently, “How did you sleep last night?”
“Well,” Cheng Sang said.
Xie Yunhe nodded and glanced at Su Xiaoxiao. He asked the two maidservants in the room, “Who made breakfast today?” The two of them looked at each other. Cheng Sang said proudly, “Weiwei did it!” “Is Weiwei’s food delicious?” Mei Ji asked.
“Delicious!” Cheng Sang praised generously.
Xie Yunhe looked at the table of exquisite and delicious dishes and looked deeply at Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know Dad would come back. I only made enough for the three of us.”
Cheng Sang asked Su Xiaoxiao softly, “You can’t give it to your father, right?” Su Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression, “If he eats it, I’ll have none.”
Cheng Sang immediately gathered the dishes on the table in front of Su Xiaoxiao.
What was a man? His daughter was the treasure.
Cheng Sang burped while Mei Ji accompanied her to the courtyard for a walk.
The two maidservants followed.
Only Su Xiaoxiao and her cheap grandfather were left in the house.
Xie Yunhe had a powerful aura.
Su Xiaoxiao stayed with him, but she did not feel any pressure.
This little girl was not simple.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled faintly. “Grandpa, why aren’t you leaving? Are you looking for me for something?”
She addressed Cheng Sang as her mother because Cheng Sang treated her as a deceased daughter. Her real identity was the granddaughter of Cheng Sang and Xie Yunhe.
Xie Yunhe said seriously, “Who are you?”
Su Xiaoxiao met his domineering gaze frankly. “I’m your granddaughter. No, I was wrong. I’m not your granddaughter. If I change my surname back to Cheng, it should be your paternal granddaughter.”
Xie Yunhe tried to find a flaw in her face.
What a pity.
Su Xiaoxiao was extremely open.
“Weiwei! Weiwei!”
Cheng Sang was calling her.
Su Xiaoxiao stood up. “Grandmother can’t leave me for a moment. If
Grandfather is still thinking of ways to chase me out, I advise you to give up.”
She took a few steps before turning back. “By the way, I realized that Grandmother had quite a few ligature marks on her. Do servants often tie her up with ropes?”
“That’s to prevent her from hurting herself.”
As soon as Xie Yunhe finished speaking, his face immediately darkened, as if he felt that he should not need to explain to her.
Su Xiaoxiao smiled faintly. “I learned the Qihuang technique from a divine doctor in town for a few years. I might have a way to treat my grandmother’s illness, but I’m still short of some herbs. I heard that there are many herbs in the Holy Maiden Temple.. Can you let me go to the Holy Maiden Temple?”